"What benefits can you get from this organization?"
This was what Hoover was most concerned about.
He was convinced that no one would do something dangerous without profit.
Americans are like this, Chinese people are like this.
This is true for everyone in this world.
Meng Shaoyuan only answered him:
"My family is all in the United States."
With just such a sentence, Hoover suddenly felt more relieved than ever before.
"I'm very interested in your proposal."
Hoover looked serious: "However, it is very difficult to actually implement it. But we can try it.
Among them, there are some issues that must be solved, some division of rights, and clarification of responsibilities. I am happy to discuss it with you here. "
Meng Shaoyuan and Hoover discussed in the study room for nearly three hours.
Exactly what they discussed, no one knows.
It was not until many, many years later that some top-secret information was gradually unsealed.
Because it was negotiated and completed at Baker's home, it was also called the "Baker Secret Agreement."
However, no matter how many years have passed, the FBI has refused to answer any questions related to the so-called "Baker Confidential".
A reporter once tried to uncover the truth behind the "Baker Confidential Agreement" and persevered for more than ten years.
Just as he was getting closer to the truth, his home was ransacked by thieves, and the reporter was unfortunately killed.
All the information was gone.
There are people who have dedicated their lives to uncovering the truth.
But some truths can never be revealed.
…
It's late at night.
This is Washington, D.C., the capital of the United States.
This is a completely different city than New York.
In Washington, even the size of advertising letters is regulated.
Although it is the capital, it is far less prosperous than New York.
What's the saying?
Washington is good at everything but not fun; New York is good at everything but fun.
It started to snow.
Nearby is the White House.
Meng Shaoyuan asked Xiaoxiong to drive back first, and he took Li Zhifeng and Su Junwen on foot for a while.
"Someone is following." Li Zhifeng whispered.
"I know."
Meng Shaoyuan smiled.
Those from the Bureau of Investigation again.
That's fine, let them act as free bodyguards.
After walking forward for a while, the snow began to get heavier.
"what is that?"
Su Junwen asked curiously.
It was a simple tent.
"Tramps." Meng Shaoyuan quickly replied: "This is a gathering place for homeless people."
Su Junwen was a little surprised: "A gathering place for homeless people? This is right next to the White House. This is the office of the President of the United States. Don't Americans have any shame?"
"This is a very strange country. They don't care about these things." Meng Shaoyuan said thoughtfully: "No one cares about the life and death of these homeless people. If the snow falls heavily and their tents are crushed, the police will take them to shelter Place.
But they will come back soon and continue living like this, and people passing by will not even look at them. However, once the American police want to drive away these homeless people, a large number of so-called caring people will immediately come out to protest.
When the American police and government finally compromise, the protesting crowd will disperse, as if nothing happened, and no one cares what the homeless eat at night.
This gathering place for homeless people seems to have become a face project of the United States, representing the freedom, equality, justice, etc. that the United States has always flaunted. "
Li Zhifeng and Su Junwen burst into laughter.
Meng Shaoyuan originally wanted to find a bar or nightclub or something to let his men see the nightlife in the United States.
But in Washington, he was disappointed.
In the end, he gave up the idea.
He reached out and hailed a taxi.
"Hey, it's you, Mr. Generous."
the driver blurted out.
Meng Shaoyuan looked at it, was startled, and then smiled.
Isn't she the black female driver with a great figure who took me to Chinatown in the morning?
"What a coincidence."
"Yeah, what a coincidence."
Meng Shaoyuan got into the car and said, "Weisten Hotel."
"Okay, sir."
Meng Shaoyuan was still unwilling to give up: "Hey, do you know where I can drink? It's damn cold."
"My dear sir, this is Washington." The female driver smiled: "There are not many satisfactory entertainment venues here. After the war broke out and men went to the battlefield, it became even more depressed.
Ah, I know there's a convenience store in front of me. Do I need to stop so you can buy a bottle of wine? You can take it back to the hotel and drink it. "
"Thank you so much."
Meng Shaoyuan took out two ten-dollar bills: "If it's convenient, please buy it for me. I don't know what kind of wine is good."
"No problem, sir, what flavor do you like."
"What flavor do you like?" Meng Shaoyuan asked.
The black female driver smiled: "Twenty dollars will buy you enough wine to drive you crazy until tomorrow afternoon."
"One bottle, just one bottle is enough."
Meng Shaoyuan emphasized: "Please keep the rest."
It is difficult to express the surprise of the female driver in words.
She knew this was a generous gentleman, but she didn't expect him to be so generous.
You know, this is a lot of money not only for taxi drivers, but also for most ordinary Americans.
The female driver parked the car and quickly bought a bottle of whiskey.
"I can't finish it by myself."
Meng Shaoyuan took the wine: "Are you willing to drink it all with me? It's in my room. There is plenty of heating there, but it's not like this damn weather."
The female driver understood immediately: "Are you extending some kind of invitation, sir?"
"Maybe." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "There, we can talk about Washington and my country while drinking."
…
Li Zhifeng and Su Junwen sent the chief and the black female driver into the room.
Outside, there were two federal agents on duty.
Li Zhifeng walked over: "Smoking?"
I have to thank my superior for forcing me to learn English when I was in China.
Seeing the federal agent's hesitation, Li Zhifeng said:
"We are all part-time workers, we are just completing the same job."
Two federal agents eventually took the cigarette.
Once you get started, the rest is easy.
The four agents are all responsible for protecting Meng Shaoyuan.
They have the same topics as each other.
Two federal agents, one named Nate and one named Bryce.
Su Junwen brought coffee from the room, even though he didn't like drinking coffee.
But on a night like this, nothing could be more refreshing.
A special scream from the black female driver came from the room.
The four agents just pretended not to hear.
But this is damn soundproof.
The screams became louder and louder, more and more unscrupulous.
Li Zhifeng couldn't bear it anymore and muttered:
"Beast!"
The two federal agents nodded in agreement and said:
"Beast!"
